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Hey Jihadis

So sorry this is not the site you were probably looking for. I have analytic software which lists who visits here by what search terms are used.

Still, make yourself at home. Please take a load off, provided it does not go boom. I find you guys somewhat distasteful, but I'll give you a pat on the back (if you are not wearing one of those special vests) for your equality in suicide operations.

It is refreshing to see that in this one action, you actually allow females to participate. How very early 20th century of you all. . .

Tag: gig-line

I had a brief this afternoon, right after lunch. Sixty (mostly military) folks from commands all over, in town for an overview of my office. I give both the general brief and the specifics of my small shop. I am one of about fifteen briefers for the day. Ten minutes before go-time, I decide to swing by the head to make sure I look presentable. Haircut, a quarter-inch, not a hair off. Gig-line, perfect. Shirt, pressed. Trousers, a crease you could shave with. One last look, hey! What is a drop of lunch doing right above my ribbons? Good thing I checked. The Navy was brilliant in picking khaki as its uniform color. I’ve spilled more coffee on me than I’ve gotten down my thirsty gullet. Note to self: a quick uniform once-over is required before all presentations. You never know where or when a Navy inspection is going to happen.